Killing lyrics
Birds are circling above
They're called back to a waiting glove Oh, why don't they Fly away? Surely they'd have guessed by now There is no gun to shoot them down And still they stay For what please say Are we killing them with life? Are they frightened by the light? Killing them with love? Scared they'll never get enough? Killing them are we killing, killing every single feeling? It's a trained response Birds are circling above They're called back to a waiting glove This sordid game It bears my name I have worshiped some false gods I run to them like pavlov dogs To hide my shame They fan the flame Are we killing them with life? Are they frightened by the light? Killing them with love? Scared they'll never get enough? Killing them are we killing, killing every single feeling? It's a trained response We're all preset to reset to DUMB TO DUMB WE'RE ALL PRESET TO RESET TO DUMB WE'RE ALL PRESET TO RESET TO DUMB Somebody told me once Beat them 'til they start to get used to it Next thing they're lining up ARE WE KILLING IT? ARE WE KILLING IT? ARE WE KILLING IT? ARE WE KILLING IT? ARE WE KILLING IT? ARE WE KILLING IT? ARE WE KILLING IT? ARE WE KILLING?
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